Okay, so the weekend is gone and we’re back to it. I can’t help but notice
there is a smell that doesn’t seem to go away. Gillie Da Kid is back
at it; he allegedly started frothing at the mouth again about how he
wrote The Carter I – and I do believe that, but what I have a problem
is..why are you talking all this shit now? Yeah, Lil’ Wayne didn’t pick up
your call when you wanted him to slide through Illadelphia and do a
show outta love, but dude, let it go. I know we here on the internet are
making this situation bigger by even talking about it but I am oh so
curious to know why…it’s not like he has labels lining the block to
sign Gillie. From what I heard, 50 Cent deaded a possible association with
Gillie because of too much talking in the camp…I mean for a so-called
ghostwriter, he’s done a whole lot of shouting about who he has written
for, does that equate to Hip Hop snitching? Anyhow, he’s supposed to be
ceasing the internet beef he got cooking with Cassidy. Damn, talk about
the City of Brotherly Love.
Diddy
is playing his role, it would appear, at the door of an NYC club when the
pretty girl with a clip-board asked who was in his entourage and
discovered their names weren’t on her list. Following this, Diddy just pulled back the
rope and led his entourage through not giving a damn about the chick
who was left with her mouth open…wow, so so gangsta.
Where
are you Cam’ron? He was supposed to show on BET’s 106 and Park, but opted
out as he feels the need to tell his all to Funkmaster Flex about just
where the hell he is? I mean I heard people were looking to interview
him for Home & Garden after seeing his pool, but still no word on Cam. I still think he is going to come back with a serious bang though when he
does reappear.
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Food
for thought: And just why please tell me did Weezys mother suggest
this? Here is a comment made by Weezy in a recent interview: “A year
after Rabbit was gone, I was on tour like crazy with Cash Money, and my
momma said she was bored, alone, and scared in the house by herself.
She was like, ‘Why don’t you just have a baby with somebody? Just tell
the little girl’s mom I’ma take care of the baby, don’t worry about
that.’ I was like, ‘I don’t have nobody I like like that!’ She was
like, ‘Just find somebody! You don’t like Toya?’ I was like, ‘Alright,
I like her then.’ Toya was 14 when she got pregnant, and I was 15
asking 14-year-olds. Toya’s the only person that agreed outta all the
ones I asked. I said that my momma wants a child. And they was like,
‘That’s your momma’s problem!’ So Toya was like, ‘Shit, when we due,
boo?‘”
